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HtCC: London Love Letters

I’m not even going to make any sort of funny sort of “lol, did you know something was happening in London this month?” comment. Of course you do. We’ve been glued to our TV’s and Twitter to find out the latest news about our amazing athletes, starting with the opening ceremony. (HOW AWESOME WAS THAT. I had to buy the album “Isles of Wonder”* as soon as I could on iTunes, I especially like the second “disc” which is the music the countries walked out to.)

While I haven’t really gone for any of the typical merchandise, the London Love Letters* collection from Oasis did catch my eye. Perhaps its not really about the Olympics, but I really love these detailed line drawings by Lizzie Prestt showing instantly recognisable scenes of London life.

I love the image on thisdress with Big Ben on (£70)* but I know that the shape wouldn’t be very flattering on me.

Unlike this street scene skirt (£50)*! I love this skirt, with the little streets of colour on there.

You can probably spot a bit of a colour theme with this collection with this pink dress with landmarks all over (£80)* – another one that looks like it would be a good shape for me.

I love that the collection isn’t just about clothing with things like this large tote bag with a view towards Tower Bridge (£18)*

These notebooks in white* or pink* (both £10) would be perfect for writing down your favourite London spots

The final coloured item in this collection is this blue scarf with white London landmarks printed on which is £20* – now can you see the colour theme?

Whilst these aren’t available from Oasis (as far as I know), I love the Paperself London skyline* false eyelashes (which are only £9.72 on Amazon – who knew Amazon would sell Paperself lashes*?!)

Things I Did In London

The view from the train as I waited. This is on the way to my stepmums old pub which is a really weird area of Bristol

So this weekend, I headed down to London. Originally when I planned my little trip, I hoped to go to shows and the exhibition, but except for a query from BFC 3 weeks ago (“What is your blog URL”…seriously, its all over the application. I honestly wondered if they were trying to be funny), I heard nothing about my application, so thought “Stuff it” and went anyway to see some of my favourite girls.

Thankfully, Vanessa (have you read her blog? WHY NOT GO AND READ IT NOW and then if you’re a super editor type then you should totally hire her, pay her millions of pounds and then she can buy me a pony.) was kind enough to let me stay on her sofa bed, because hotels are expensive, and I prefer to spend money on things like food.

I dropped my stuff at her house, a quick change later and we headed into the city. She had some errands to run, so I headed to Somerset House and spotted the gorgeous Jazmine straight away. Starbucks was a much needed stop, then we headed back to see if we could see any bloggers at Somerset House.

Perhaps it was the rain, but there was barely anyone about, so as soon as Sarah turned up, we headed over to Piccadilly Circus so we could gatecrash 1000Heads‘ “Holly Collins Show” and see the lovely Holly who is awesome and I wish I saw her more. (That pretty much goes for everyone I mention in this post.)

With time to kill, we um…walked faster than normal to Thirst, Sarah’s favourite London bar because the drinks are big, strong and reasonably priced. With 4 drinks on the table for £18, we had a bit of a gossip then walked (a little more wonkily) over to Covent Garden for dinner.

I had emailed and tweeted out that anyone was welcome to join us for dinner at Byron on Friday night, and we had a nice little group – Hannah has some silly photos from dinner but get 6 girls together, give them booze and food, and you get a good gossip session. (Oh, and give them an awesome waitress. Ailbhe at Covent Garden was so awesome.)

My phone died, so with Christina’s help, I hopped on a bus for the first time ever. SCARY. But cheap, and direct. Felt like I was the greatest person ever by being able to get a bus in London.

Drinks at Thirst. Its not arty, its a “I can’t be bothered to take a proper picture”

On Saturday, Vanessa and I walked from Hackney to Shoreditch (about 4 miles?) which was awesome – I rarely see London besides the obvious touristy parts, and it made me feel like I earnt breakfast at The Diner which I’ve been dying to try since seeing so many tweets from Reena. (It was OK. No Rocotillos though.)

I left Vanessa and headed back to Somerset House to see if anyone was about (that sounds really lame. But…thats how I feel about LFW as a whole. You have to ask to go to someones promotional show, ask to go to see things that will be for sale – it generally feels like you’re constantly a little kid asking for friends and to go to parties) then met Sarah and Fiona for some mexican food at a random little restaurant in Covent Garden. (Food was OK, but it was expensive and not very good service.)

Headed back to Vanessa’s, but managed to get the wrong bus (no longer felt like I knew everything about transport in London ever) and found myself in Stoke Newington. I don’t know where that is.

Vanessa took me to a random party in Shoreditch (…I think) which was fun – much better than the last time I went out anyway! I got back about half 2 and ended up talking to Alex on Skype till 3ish about storage. Oh yes. This is romance.

Sunday was much less stressy – we headed to a nearby market for this Japanese omelette type thing (SO GOOD) then I came home.

The Moomin shop in Covent Garden. AMAZING. But SO expensive!

And yes, these are all the photos I took this weekend. The curse of Sarah and I happened once again.

Thank you again (again again) Vanessa for letting me stay, and if you don’t already know how awesome she is, she is doing a swimathon for Marie Curie soon, and you should totally sponsor her.

A Mad Hatters Tea Party

Frizz Miracle

On Saturday, Jess and I caught a train to London, where we had been invited to a Mad Hatters Tea Party by Aussie.

We found our lovely hotel and started getting ready slowly – which meant watching Total Wipeout and Doctor Who, then headed downstairs to meet Maria and Danni of Frills ‘n’ Spills for a drink before getting a cab to the venue and meeting the other ladies there

We were shown a little demonstration by a hair stylist (whos name I’ve forgotten, boo!) before sitting down at the table, where Katherine Elizabeth, a milliner, showed us how to make a little hair piece – either a little circle thing, a hairband or (what I chose) a big felt piece. The table was covered in ribbons, feathers, buttons, beads, netting and probably a lot more things, but there was just so much!

Here’s Jess and I sewing away!

We were served yummy nibbly things, champagne, and (my favourite) gin punch in a tea cup. (I’m convinced alcohol in tea cups is the way forward – no spills for me!) I took quite a few photos, but have tried to keep them to a minimum here (with a few nicked from the 1000Heads Flickr stream)
We headed back to the hotel with Maria, Danni and Lydia (who was also staying at the hotel) and giggled at the little “Drink Me” bottles in our gift bags that seemed to be exploding! Oops!

On Sunday morning, Jess and I headed to Covent Garden, but unfortunatly everything was closed! We got the train back to Brizzle (of course not forgetting the Krispy Kremes) and were entertained by some American tourists who didn’t quite understand things like how you say Reading, or that an allotment isn’t a farm.

Here are some of the blogs of the ladies I met on Saturday – Eleanor at Pretty Much Penniless, Amy at For Domestic Goddess, Redial, Lil at A Storm in a Teacup and Sherin & Leia at Hi Fashion. Apologies if I’ve missed you off – my brain was full of names and blogs by the end of the night!

It was so awesome meeting lots of bloggers, thank you soooooo much to Emma at Uncover Aussie and 1000 Heads for another fab night, I’m already looking forward to the next events!

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